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Chapter 93 Finding the Ballast

Zou Jiahui's fists and kicks were like the wind. Before Sen Qiaosong could react, the rude Lieutenant Xiongfeng had been beaten to the ground. "Sir, did you come here to cause trouble on purpose?" Another Lieutenant Xiongfeng roared and also rushed towards Zou Jiahui. come over,

Zou Jiahui sneered: "You can understand it that way."

"Eight grids." Second Lieutenant Xiongfeng shouted, pointed his gun behind him, and launched a fierce attack on Zou Jiahui.

Sen Qiaosong had calmed down at this time and realized that it would be of no benefit to him if things got serious. He completely changed his face and advised earnestly: "You two, if you have something to say, please don't do anything." Ah,..." Don't do anything yet. The second lieutenant Xiongfeng was even worse than the lieutenant. One of his ribs was broken by Zou Jiahui's kick. He was lying on the ground, sweating profusely in pain, and his face was wrinkled together.

When the lieutenant saw this scene, he couldn't help but be jealous. He picked up the whistle hanging on his chest, put it in his mouth, and blew it as hard as he could.

A sharp whistle sounded, and the Xiongfeng who were training immediately rushed over as fast as they could. They quickly surrounded Zou Jiahui, Sen Qiaosong, and the two Xiongfeng who fell to the ground, and then made way for a small path to release a major. come forward,

The major's eyes were sinister. He first looked at the two Xiongfeng who fell on the ground, and then looked at Sen Qiaosong and Zou Jiahui. There was no concealed murderous intent in his eyes. Sen Qiaosong couldn't help but move a step to the right and stood. As he got closer to Zou Jiahui, Zou Jiahui took out a cigarette from his jacket pocket, Shi Shiran lit it and took a puff,

"It was you who injured my man." The major pointed at Zou Jiahui.

Zou Jiahui looked at him calmly and replied: "Why, aren't you convinced?"

"Eight grids." Behind the major, a group of heroes cursed in unison,

The major raised his right hand, and all the heroes immediately fell silent. They turned to stare at Zou Jiahui with eyes that wanted to devour others. The major narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Zou Jiahui, saying: "So, your Excellency is deliberately looking for trouble. Okay, I'll fulfill your wish and tell you your unit number, name and position."

"Kisarazu Air Wing, Saburo Hashimoto, Major."

"Xiongfeng Special Forces, Mr. Suzuki, Major, please."

Zou Jiahui showed a contemptuous smile, raised his right index finger and shook it at Major Suzuki, saying: "You can't do it alone, let's go together."

"Eight grids." Suzuki's men were furious. Many of them were so angry that they wanted to rush forward.

Suzuki looked at Zou Jiahui carefully, and then shouted: "Ito Goichiro, Watanabe Yuki, Kobayashi Bokuto, you all come together." After speaking, he stepped aside and said,

Three heroes walked out of the queue, two captains and a second lieutenant. They took Suzuki's place and stood opposite Zou Jiahui. The three bowed to Zou Jiahui together, then looked at each other, and rushed forward with a light shout.

Being attacked by three people at the same time, Zou Jiahui was not confused at all. He first said to Sen Qiaosong: "Sen, please step back." Then he stumbled slightly and punched out with two punches.

Under the gaze of more than two hundred pairs of eyes, four fists collided together. In the heart-wrenching "click" sound, the two punching heroes screamed in unison, and then held their fractured wrists and hurriedly and retreated,

Zou Jiahui was domineering enough, and he fought head-on. He faced off against two Xiongfeng with his fists at the same time. Not only was he not at a disadvantage, but he also broke the wrist bones of both Xiongfeng at once.

Three heroes took action, two with punches and one with a kick. The next moment the four fists collided, Zou Jiahui took advantage of the situation and withdrew his right hand, hitting the instep of the leg that was kicking towards his waist with an elbow hammer. Xiongfeng then let out a scream, sat down on the ground, retracted his feet and hugged his hands. He seemed to be severely injured and seemed to have lost the ability to continue fighting.

The three fighting masters were repulsed as soon as they met, and each of them was seriously injured. Suzuki and his subordinates were shocked and angry, and at the same time, a chill arose in their hearts, and the look they looked at Zou Jiahui completely changed.

Sen Qiaosong was originally worried about Zou Jiahui, but when he saw that he had won the victory without much effort, he was infected and couldn't help but blurt out: "Okay." Then, he met the gnawing eyes of the heroes. , he subconsciously stepped back a little more, licked his lips and stopped making any sound.

"Xiongfeng, it's just that." Zou Jiahui defeated the three Xiongfeng in an understatement. He couldn't hide the smugness on his face and said in a disdainful tone,

Suzuki's face turned the color of pig's liver. Suddenly, he waved his right hand heavily and said solemnly: "Gentlemen, for the honor of Xiongfeng, fight to the death."

"Your Excellency." Behind him, a captain asked,

"I'll be responsible if anything happens." Suzuki gritted his teeth and said,

Senqiao Song felt nervous when he heard this, and quickly said: "We are all Imperial soldiers."

Zou Jiahui didn't wait for him to finish speaking, turned around and pulled him to the side, saying: "Sen, this is none of your business. You can just stand aside and watch. Hehe, today I want to let these guys who don't know the heights of the sky know everything." The Imperial Navy’s aviation force is extremely elite.”

Zou Jiahui blocked the gate of the Xiongfeng camp and fought with Xiongfeng. The other six Langya borrowed the binoculars from time to time to take a look while eating breakfast. Huamao saw nearly three hundred Xiongfeng completely surrounding Zou Jiahui and was envious. At the same time, he was a little worried and said to Gu Youliang: "Boss, Zou Hei is too trusting. Nothing will happen."

"It's okay. If it's just a fist and kick competition, no one can hurt Zou Hei except Commander Guo and those instructors from martial arts families. Don't forget, he trains in iron cloth shirts."

"No matter how powerful the iron cloth shirt is, it can't hold up against a large number of people. If the little devils swarm up and push him down, no matter how powerful he is, they won't be able to defeat him." Stick said,

"It's okay. If you don't see the Japs next to you, he won't stand still. As long as someone breaks up the fight, hey, those Japs will get beaten in vain in the end."

Facts have proved that Huamao and Stick's worries were unnecessary, because Xiongfeng and his gang of devils never thought of using rogue tactics from beginning to end. They rushed forward in twos and threes and tried to knock down Zou Jiahui in a fair and just manner, but the result was a pile of human-shaped sandbags. There was no difference. Zou Jiahui was walking in the queue of Japanese soldiers with all his firepower. With every punch and kick, a Japanese soldier would fall to the ground. Among them, if he met anyone who wanted to kill him, he would not hesitate. He responded politely to Li. Well, one by one the Japanese fell to the ground with broken arms and legs. In less than five minutes, Zou Jiahui was surrounded by a crowd of Japanese.

Mr. Suzuki was very aware of current affairs. He had not joined the battlefield for a long time. As a result, the people watching from the side became more and more frightened. The remaining arrogance in his heart was also consumed. He soon lost his fighting spirit, "Ba Ge, how can I I have never heard of such a number one figure in the Kisarazu Air Wing. Is this still a human being? He is completely, completely made of iron."

Zou Jiahui now had several cuts on his face, one of his eyelids was swollen like a panda, and the clothes on his body were in shambles, but he did not suffer any real injuries. Yes, he can completely ignore ordinary blows, but if he punches or kicks him, he will either break bones or vomit blood. As a result, the devils will become more and more timid, and their hands and feet will become more and more unsafe. ,


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